the fog sneaks in when no one's looking
from the woods
in the hollows like shrouded lakes
through the towns
and when it rolls back
the places it has been
are empty
APED: "the fog"
the fog sneaks in when no one's looking
from the woods
in the hollows like shrouded lakes
through the towns
and when it rolls back
the places it has been
are empty
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APED: the book
I've been busy with some other things, so this took a while, but it's now official: if you are so inclined, you can now buy my book. It's a…
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APED: "a poem every day concludes"
Well, this is it. I have now officially written a poem every day for a year. I started January 9, 2009, and January 8, 2010, makes the…
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APED: "there are happies, ever after"
There are happies, ever after, but little mermaids turn to foam; the gravest hearts give way to laughter, some cats turn king, and don't come home.…
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